She had on a black skirt that was riding more than halfway up her thighs, almost to the tops of her flesh-tone stockings. Under her tight blouse, the ...retty teen was wearing her favorite training bra. Under her skirt, she wore her cotton panties and the white garterbelt.How the fuck was she going to remove all that?Billy gave her a wicked wink!Julie turned and lifted her legs to the seat, stretching them out in front of her. The easiest thing would be to slip off her shoes, which she did. But. ."That left me reliving those long years of happiness."No. Look, okay," I said, bargaining with myself. "Tell you what, I'll flip a coin." I grabbed one from the toll stock in the glove-box door. "Heads - the SMART choice – and I continue on to Iowa and mom, and home and find someone to have fat little babies with. Tails – thinking down there – and I turn back to New York and try to beg Carla to take me back ... not that she'll just let me back in – maybe she's smarter than my libido!"I flipped. And now, we were together, and Orlie had given herself to me, without reservation, and with no strings attached.Clearly, it was up to me to make the next move. My half-assed proposal that we move in together -- into her house, no less -- had been left unanswered. It was a question that was just hanging there. I'd been to The Promised Land with Orlie, but whether I'd be invited in as a roommate was still unresolved.Maybe I had asked the wrong question.Meanwhile, Orlie and I were getting along. ' 'Yeah, mom, you know you're right, but I like to. Look at this.' And with that I caught her belly button with my hammer fist again. The girl was like mush and I flipped her facing face down so her sweet little ass and cheeks were up. Mom knew. Becky knew. The moment they saw her like that they knew. Ass-o-rama. Connie didn't know - yet.Page 38. I was standing over her and I stooped down and pulled her head way back by her hair. I.